Smelling the aroma of the food, Shen Shaoting narrowed his eyes and suddenly felt a little hungry.
However, the woman didn¡¯t even look like she was inviting him to dinner. He looked at her deeply, but ignored her and walked into the small kitchen without any bowls or chopsticks.
With his brows twitching, he turned around, walked back to the living room, and sat on the sofa.
She ate too much at noon, so a bowl of porridge was enough. After taking the bowl to the kitchen and washing it, she sat at the desk in the living room and started preparing lessons. The bedroom was too small to fit the desk and notebook.
Shen Shaoting's eyes fell on her, and he looked deeply at her for a few times, then went to the kitchen, warmed the porridge, and then scooped it into the bowl she had just used.
As her fingers were typing on the keyboard, Ye Ziqing heard a slight sound, frowned in confusion, and turned around.
But she saw the man in a suit and leather shoes sitting at the dining table, using the bowls and chopsticks she had eaten from, and sitting there quietly eating. The dining table was a little short, and he looked very aggrieved.
With a cold glance, Ye Ziqing's eyes fell back on the notebook. No matter what happened to him, it had nothing to do with her.
After preparing for the lesson, she cleared the table and went to the bathroom. She planned to take a shower, but there was no hot water and what came out was bitingly cold water, so she had to give up.
When she returned to the room, Shen Shaoting had already finished eating. Shen Chen looked at her: "Go back to Shen's house."
She took the mop and lowered her head to mop the floor. When she heard the words, she didn't even raise her head: "I feel very comfortable living here. Mr. Shen, go slowly and don't send me away."
With his thin lips pursed into a straight line, Shen Shaoting glanced around the too-narrow room, twitched the corners of his mouth, and said, "Take some tidying up and go back to the apartment in the city."
This time, she stopped what she was doing, raised her head, and said clearly, word by word: "I will live here and won't go anywhere. Mr. Shen can leave!"
After driving him away again and again, Shen Shaoting's sharp eyes turned cold, and a cold snort without any warmth escaped from his lips: "Why should I leave?"
"This is my room!" Ye Ziqing reminded him mercilessly in a cold voice.
Disapproving, he shrugged casually: "Property after marriage is joint property. Since this house belongs to Mrs. Shen, it naturally belongs to me as well. I have the right to exercise my rights over it."
I have seen rogue people, but I have never seen such a rogue person. Ye Ziqing only found him ironic and ridiculous.
He couldn¡¯t live in such a luxurious villa as Shen Zhai, so he had to squeeze into such a shabby and small room to exercise his rights.
"Let him do whatever he likes"
Walking back to the room, she got the bed. The bed was a single bed, very small. It was smaller than the bed in her room. It was just right for one person.
She covered herself with the quilt and ignored the people outside. She closed her eyes and fell asleep. She had to get up early tomorrow. She had no time or mood to continue spending time with him.
The Adam's apple rolled slightly, Shen Shaoting squinted his eyes and watched the woman disappear in front of him. Although he was angry and gritted his teeth, he was more helpless.
First he sat on the sofa, but after sitting for a long time, he felt a little uncomfortable. As his tall body moved, he changed his position again and lay on the sofa.
And that sofa was obviously a bargain, so naturally it couldn't be compared with the sofas in Shen's house and apartment. It was too narrow and short. When he turned over, it fell from the sofa directly to the ground.
With his handsome face darkened, his forehead couldn't help but twitch. He stood up from the ground and lay down again. His hands and feet were restricted and couldn't stretch out, so he could only curl up like that.
And the heating in the room is not very good. Staying in the living room, you can still feel the chill.
With a move of his big hand, he took off his black coat and used it as a quilt to simply cover himself to keep out the cold.
But despite this, the thought of leaving has never occurred to him. Instead, he felt extremely solid and stable.
However, he did not delve deeply into this strange feeling, let alone think deeply
It was a dreamless night, and when Ye Ziqing opened her eyes again, it was already past six o'clock.
She sat up without daring to stop at all. The sky was still a little brighter, but it was still a bit gray.
The heating facility in the room is not very good. When you lift the quilt and get out of bed, you can feel the chill coming over you.
She frowned. She had already paid her monthly heating bill, but would the heating be too bad?
Normally, if the heating is on at home, I would just wear a thicker base layer, but now it¡¯s so cold that I have to put on a jacket.
After walking out of the room, she accidentally noticed the man on the sofa from the corner of her eye. Her eyes were slightly focused, neither cold nor hot, as cold as usual.
The room was already too small, and the big sofa couldn't fit in it. His body was strong and tall, and it seemed extremely uncomfortable to sleep at this time.
Half of his body was already hanging in the air, and the coat covering him had fallen to the ground. His long legs and arms were slightly curled up.
The room was already cold, and the living room was even colder. Standing there, you could feel the slightest bit of chill coming over you.
But he, simply wearing a coat, slept here all night!
It¡¯s just that if he wants to take the blame himself, what does it have to do with others?
After regaining consciousness, Ye Ziqing glanced at him again, then went to the bathroom to freshen up, and then to the kitchen to make breakfast. There were constant noises.
She didn¡¯t lower her voice because there was another sleeping person in the living room, just as usual.
The sound insulation effect was not very good, and all the noise came from the kitchen. Shen Shaoting, who was sleeping on the sofa, frowned and his sleepy eyes slightly opened.
Before she could stand up, the black coat covering her body had already fallen to the ground.
The frowned eyebrows were raised a little higher. Shen Shaoting's slender body leaned forward slightly and picked up the coat on the ground. His lower back was extremely uncomfortable from curling up all night.
At this moment, Ye Ziqing walked out of the kitchen, carrying breakfast, milk, and fried eggs.
As if she had not seen him before, she sat at the dining table and ate quietly. There was also a list of admitted students beside her hand, and she was flipping through it.
From beginning to end, he was completely ignored. Slowly, Shen Shaoting narrowed his narrow eyes and stared deeply at her figure.
But she was unusually calm and did whatever she had to do, just ignoring him.
That indescribable flame was boiling and burning like that, and being ignored like this made him feel unhappy and dissatisfied.
Soon, Ye Ziqing had breakfast, then packed her bag and got ready to go to work.
However, when she came out of the room, she saw the man warming up the leftover millet porridge from last night. She didn't mind it and sat at the dining table, eating slowly and elegantly.
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